Chapter 4-A Brunch to Remember...

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A/N: Hi readers so if you are up to date with my book so far you will realise this is series 1 not three. This is because I had the brunch chapter already done two months ago when this was out however something went wrong and none of the brunch came up. So I finally remembered to update it so enjoy. Xoxo The Author {Edited 17/4/21}

 Xoxo The Author  {Edited 17/4/21}

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❝𝐈'𝐦 𝐂𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐬... 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝.❞

Grace's POV

𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘎𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘱 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺. 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘴, 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺 𝘚𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘺?

𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦, 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘨𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰. 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘜𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘚𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘺. 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦, 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘊𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥, 𝘉𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭... 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦...


I woke up with my head pounding again, I don't remember much about last night only that, Oh my god Carter tried too. Chuck saved me that's why I am here right? Right? Why an I wearing his shirt? I looked down to see his arm around me I liked it there but I couldn't have that. I slowly tried to remove his arm from me but that awoke him. I sighed. "What time is it? You was trying to run off weren't you." He asked smirking. "No... It is 6:10am" I said looking around the room.

"Yep you were doing the walk of shame. Don't worry it was only twice." He said smirking more. "So we? Oh no god not again. I said that the start of the summer was the last time Bass! I know you are shockingly good in that department but no no no no!" I shouted panicking. He just laughed.

"Why are you laughing? Chuck stop laughing! I am serious! Stop being you it doesn't help me or I wouldn't be in your bed and in your clutches." I said continuing to freak. "My clutches huh? What would that be like..." He said climbing on top of me smiling. "Don't bass don-" I start to say but we lock eyes.

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